My LO(A)ST DREAM

This morning i felt some prick in my eyes
Perhaps some unattended dreams lie there
A dream that was dearest but delicate
I opened my eyes only to find it crashed here

A drop of tear couldn't roll out of my eyes
Perhaps it was frozen and swore not to come out
As it was not just a drop if water, but a dream
That canvassed the beauty of her sight
And extent of my sorrows and sighs

Perhaps I was in a long stupor
When i found her lay beside myself
Woke up just to a dejection
That it was only my false perception

Her arms around me were but the arms of misfortune
And her glowing eyes were but the omens of my doom
Her enchanting smile was but the smile of some evil spirit
And the curls of her hair were but the snare of some loom

My heart lies there slaughtered and slain
In the hands of brute but beautiful maiden

She is as charming as the rose
I desired fragrance but she offered me thorns
She made my heart bleed and cry
Shattered my dreams and left there to die

Why to blame that mystic beauty
As she is inherit with Cruelty
She is cursed by nature to spread the sorrow
Yesterday, today and tomorrow

I dreamt of her is my tragic flaw
And i did so without her permission
Was perhaps against the law
I was perhaps punished for that crime
To dream the dream, which is not mine

When someones I sojourn in a pensive mood
I find myself in some illusionary strean
That of my LOST Dream
And the LAST Dream....

© Tahir N Mughal